Chapter 52 The Last Grass

Chen Guang walked to a temporary table in the center of the command post, picked up the phone in the middle, his face calmly.

"Wu Gaoqun, fifteen minutes later, take your three regiments to launch a general attack on Zhangbei. You must not let a Japanese army escape from Zhangbei..."

"Order the artillery detachment, all artillery, to cover the firepower of Zhangbeinan city walls, five rounds of volleys, artillery fire extension..."

After a pause, he said a very petty sentence: "Just just use all the captured Japanese shells, save some of the German shells."

Pounce - Zeng Yiyang couldn't help it anymore. It seemed that Chen Guang said boldly, "Download all the Japanese shells, but in fact, the Red Army only seized more than 100 Japanese shells, and spread them on the captured Japanese cannons. Each cannon was not enough.

Chen Guang's face turned red and he laughed embarrassedly: "I'm used to being poor. Speaking of which, I feel a little painful for those Eastern artillery shells. But there is no way. The Japanese are not good at Zhangbei's 11th Brigade, so it's not OK to see if they don't emit some blood."

In a blink of an eye, another sensation of flesh pain was heard, and Chen Guang couldn't help but whisper, "When I was in the Central Soviet Area, I only ate seven cents of oceans in one meal. One shell costs fifteen oceans. Can I not feel heartbroken?"

"After a cannon, it's ten thousand taels of gold. This is really not a lie." Chen Guang said with a bitter face and lowered his head to himself.

Zeng Yiyang shook his head and said, "Old Chen! Why do you say that you are good? Our current supply of shells is sent by Yan Xishan, Shanxi, not from our ammunition depot. Wu Lian of the Logistics Department has no liaison officer sent by Yan Xishan. If you think these shells are not used up, Yan Xishan will be eager to send new ones? You are wrong. Besides, the shells we use now are all made in Taiyuan. Not to mention that there are too many dud shells, but the key is that the shells are less loaded and the explosive power is not enough, so it is better to seize Japanese shells."

Oh——— Chen Guang slapped his forehead suddenly and said annoyedly: "Why did I forget this? But all the orders were issued..."

"Besides, you don't know what Yan Xishan is. That's a local warlord who wants to put the whole of Shanxi in his pocket. Who is the Red Army? How can he not know? He wants to rebel and destroy his life. If the Red Army hadn't beaten him a few days ago, maybe he would have turned against the Japanese as soon as they left..."

Zeng Yiyang really has no good feelings for Yan Xishan. Although this person looks very enthusiastic, Zeng Yiyang went to Shanxi, not only to receive and negotiate, but also to look like a good old man.

But in Zeng Yiyang's feelings, if they are too good, they become false. The key is that Yan Xishan is too enthusiastic, and his enthusiasm makes Zeng Yiyang have to doubt it.

If Yan Xishan knew that he was like this in Zeng Yiyang's eyes, he really didn't know what expression he had.

Yan Xishan was indeed sincere in his fight against Japan. If he wanted to protect Shanxi, he had to cooperate with the Red Army. Hao Mengling's Ninth Army was still stationed in Yuncheng, and he always came from Shanxi for money and food. But Lao Chiang said it nicely. The Ninth Army of the Central Army helped Yan Xishan defend against the Red Army's attack.

I can't get there, but I can't get there.

If Yan Xishan gave Zeng Yiyang another eye medicine, then Shanxi is still from Shanxi, but he would have nothing to do with him.

After Fu Zuoyi's strong rise, he represented the representative of the young and strong officers. Even if he didn't use Yan Xishan, Fu Zuoyi was also a good choice.

Chen Guang thought about Yan Xishan's various performances and seemed harmonious with the current Red Army and Shanxi, and could not see what the other party wanted to do with the Red Army. His head hurts and he didn't understand the key, so he realized that being a politician is all done by cultural people. This path is not suitable for him at all. He is just a mud-legged person who mixes things with him.

Chen Guangxin said that cultural people have many minds and minds, so this book is really not in vain.

When Zeng Yiyang found that Chen Guang looked at him with a strange look, he could only comfort Chen Guang with a smile. "Don't worry, Yan Xishan used 'open conspiracy' this time and had no shameful means."

The battle has begun. Zeng Yiyang and Chen Guang are not worried about such a one-sided battle, nor are they in a hurry to go to the front line. Anyway, Wu Gaoqun is there, so they have nothing to worry about.

The attack on Zhangbei's outer positions was surprisingly smooth, mainly because the Japanese were short of troops. They placed their troops outside the city and did not build solid fortifications. There was no need to waste troops outside the city and then shrink into the city.

Another point is that Matsuda Kiyomi stubbornly believed that the Red Army did not have large-caliber artillery and lacked strong fortifications, and it was not worthy of the brave imperial soldiers to sacrifice their lives for the empire without sufficient protection.

On the one hand, Matsuda Guosan was too big, and on the other hand, it was abandoned by the Red Army and fake artillery made of logs misled the top leaders of the 6th Division of the Japanese Army.

At this time, Wu Gaoqun said to Li Manshan, who led the troops to attack: "Li Manshan, your regiment, after the artillery fire extends, quickly occupy the city wall and clear all the remaining enemies near the city wall. Clear obstacles for the subsequent troops..."

On the Red Army artillery positions, the soldiers who were solemnly treated were standing behind the cannons, and the black muzzles had already pointed at the city of Zhangbei County.

After a test shot hit the city wall, the cannon group still roared at the invaders in unison...

Liu Zhidan looked excitedly at the city wall of Zhangbei. The saltpeter flying from the city wall hit by cannons, and the gray smoke mixed with the Japanese corpse that was blown away by the shock wave, flying in the air...

Once upon a time, he led hundreds of Red Army troops in northern Shaanxi, shuttled through the enemy's gaps, and didn't even dare to sleep, because he was afraid that the enemy would attack at night.

When the Red Army troops arrived in Shaanxi, Liu Zhidan also led his troops to avoid the encirclement and suppression of the 17th Route Army in Yang Hucheng in the ditches and troughs of the Loess Plateau. In addition to being able to contact Xie Zichang, he was also very sarcastic to the outside world.

Later, the Red Army was in a flash in Shaanxi, not only achieved military victory, but also forced Yang Hucheng to announce the change of flags in politics.

The newly established Northwest Soviet Area immediately sent people to northern Shaanxi to contact him and Xie Zichang, and only then did they realize that the entire Shaanxi area had become a Soviet area.

The one who went to northern Shaanxi to look for him was Yu Deshui, who was carrying a cavalry battalion. When he saw the Red Forty Army cavalry in bright clothes and angry horses, Liu Zhidan thought it was disguised, but the bright red flag of workers and peasants was fluttering in the wind. In front of the cavalry team, Liu Zhidan hesitated at the red flag listed in the cold wind...

After following Yu Deshui for three days, he confirmed that the other party might be really the Red Army, and like him, a revolutionary with common ideals and common beliefs.

After that, the Red Army experienced great difficulties. However, in the Battle of Hancheng, the Red Army's seven thousand officers and soldiers fought against the enemy six times their own. They not only severely damaged the enemy, but also exchanged for the great victory of the Luohe River Valley to encircle the two armies of the Shanxi-Sui Army.

The attack in Weinan forced the elite 67th Army of the Northeast Army to surrender...

Fifty-two cannons, and the shells hit the enemy like raindrops, and Liu Zhidan's eyes were wet...

After wiping his face hard, Liu Zhidan ordered in a deep voice: "First and Second, put the artillery on horses and transfer it to the designated location. After the third regiment wiped out all the shells, he evacuated from the Black Wind Entrance and retreated to the rear."

Kui Dayong narrowed his eyes and looked at the busy warriors of the Third Cannon Regiment on the position. He thought to himself that he was still not as good as the Japanese training!

He observed the Japanese artillery for a while. It was a very accurate strike, with a long-distance strike, and could control the first round of attacks to an area of ​​about 100 meters. After adjustment, the error was only ten meters. This was not something the Red Army could do at this stage.

The kill radius of high-explosive bombs is generally between 30 and 40 meters, while the heavy artillery has a kill radius of nearly 100 meters, which further strengthens his desire for hard-working skills.

Unfortunately, there were only a few commanders in the entire artillery detachment, and he even became a monk halfway through.

Kui Dayong thought that perhaps the commander had a way, and the people of the Old Forty Army would have a sense of dependence on Zeng Yiyang, and even privately had the slogan of finding the commander when they had difficulties. In short, judging from the current situation, Zeng Yiyang had not disappointed the officers and soldiers of the Red Forty Army.

There were collapsed houses everywhere in Zhangbei City, and no place was safe. Matsuda Kiyomi was supported by the guards and fled to an area that was not covered by artillery fire.

Matsuda Kiyomi injured his leg when he was shot by the Red Army. At this time, he was like an angry mad dog, clenched his fists and shouted: "Baga, the despicable Chinese... will sneak attack secretly, have the ability, and openly compete."

"Zeng Yiyang, you are a coward..."

"Order Kumamoto's United and the Third Battalion prepare for meat bullet attack..."

...

Since the Chief of Staff of the 11th Brigade of the Japanese Army and the captain of the Kumamoto corps were killed, the entire brigade headquarters and the two brigades under them were all unfighted. The captain could command only one or two squadrons. On the contrary, several squadron leaders were energetic and sang folk songs in the dialect of the western mountainous areas of Kyushu that only they could understand.

It was like he was going to hang himself. The coward didn't have a glass of strong wine and really didn't dare to put his head into the condom that had been prepared long ago.

The temporary meat bomb attack squadrons were all bare-handed, and there was no time to put the "menstrual sticks" with the Japanese flag on their heads. They howled and rushed towards the Red Army soldiers who had just climbed to the top of the city.

Li Manshan was carrying a Czech light machine gun, holding a guard in one hand and dragging the butt stock in the other, rushing to the front of the team.

After rushing through the fog, I found a group of white people in front of me. I thought I was dazzled. I looked at it and it turned out to be the Japanese, all naked. I was stunned at first, and a ridiculous noun appeared in my mind - "Boilers"?

Although, I really want to go up and ask: "Damnor, have you drunk the holy water? Have you posted the magic talisman?"

He was not polite at all. He shot in one round and killed the Japanese and the Japanese fell down a dozen times. Unfortunately, there was something wrong with this Czech style, which was only twenty bullets in total, and they were not very energetic.

Although Li Manshan threw down the machine gun in a little annoyed, pulled out a big knife from behind, and stabbed it into the pile of Japanese devils.

The political commissar Wang Fulin, who was not far away, was envious. The pistol had no bullets. He carried a 38-style picked up on the ground and rushed over with Li Manshan.

The Japanese suicide squad that was temporarily gathered together was seriously injured in a firepower network composed of machine guns, pistols, and random guns. However, the Japanese were also fearless. Often, the injured Japanese closed their eyes and pulled the grenades on their bodies and died together with the Red Army soldiers...

At 9:40 in the morning, the Japanese plane finally arrived over Zhangbei. If they had arrived fifteen minutes earlier, the battlefield might not have been like this now.

The Red Army and the Japanese army have been mixed together. If the bomb is dropped rashly, it is very likely that the friendly forces will be killed.
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